Pretending to Be a Border Official: I Use Account Books to Determine the Northwest

During the Xining period of the Northern Song Dynasty, Shen Yan, a modern supply chain manager, opened his eyes and became a supervisor in the northwest forging field. The bloody case in the warehouse, half a bloody account, and the gap in three hundred green horses involved him in a dark border network woven by horse dealers, tea dealers, salt dealers, footmen, warehouse officials, checkpoints, and supervisory troops. He had no magic weapon of gunpowder and no feudal feudal system. The only things he could rely on were account books, wheel tracks, grain bags, horse prices and loss tables. When the Beizhai soldiers cooked empty pots to quench their hunger, but the account books read "full military rations"; when the war horses that had been registered as dead were still receiving fodder, and might finally appear in the lap of the Xixia cavalry, Shen Yan finally understood: before the empire collapsed, the first thing to rot was not the city walls, but the account books. He pretended to be a foreigner to survive, but step by step he used the account books to uncover the secret situation at the border. Wherever the food comes from, where the horses go, and where the money flows, the border is in ruins. And what he wants to do is to clear out these bad debts one by one.